#this is kinda long

[squash1]

reading extremely loud and incredibly close (absolutely devastating, highly recommend) and i can’t stop thinking about this passage in connection to the dreamer trilogy/maggie stiefvater lore:

i don’t know how i know this (i know it is in some respect true although i may be misremembering details) but i remember maggie talking about how one day she was driving to some mundane place — the sort of place you go everyday, the sort of drive you don’t even think about because it’s become second nature — in one of her unusual, maggie-like cars and coming toward her on the other side of the road is her same exact car, and driving that car is a person that looks, from a distance, an awful lot like her. and in my recollection she was so shaken in this moment — essentially having this intense feeling of seeing herself duplicated, another version of her driving around her life — that she turned around and went home. and that this experience is what inspired the dreamer trilogy.

the idea of a doppelgänger, or a twinned self, is so embedded in the dreamer trilogy so knowing this origin story makes it all the more interesting to me. in mythology a doppelgänger is often a bad omen, a bringer of bad luck, like an evil twin, but that’s not really the case in real life or tdt. in the case of hennessy and jordan, niall and the new fenian, mór and aurora, they are all literal copies of one another — a face, a body copy and pasted. the pairs are mirrors of each other living parallel lives — in many ways more different from one another than similar. at least one of them is constantly wondering, am i the imposter? have you gotten it more right than i have?

declan and ronan are mirrors — constantly forced to recognize their father in one another and themselves. and this — the moment when ronan first sees the new fenian and thinks is that me? — feels more the like universal human experience than the true, exact copies do. that moment is the experience of maggie seeing someone with her car and changing course, turning the mundane to the extraordinary. it’s a wake up call. it’s a nudge from the universe.

it’s the moments of recognizing ourselves in others, others recognizing themselves in us. of walking around the world looking like your mother, your father, your sister, your brother, and every stranger you’ve never met.

[lonelychicago]

a poem about pining —by eddie diaz

for @alyxmastershipper happy birthday, love. you are awesome and ily (wish i could've posted the exes to lovers fic for you but didn't have the time or beans, so i hope this is enough for now 💗)

[hopelesslygaysstuff]

Imagine mean mommy!Wanda putting clit sensitizer gel on you only to not even touch you the entire night.

Sometimes Wanda just gets the urge to be watched she loves having your desperate eyes on her. So one day she decides she’s going to tie you to a chair and touch herself right in front of you. To make it more interesting she decided to use clit sensitizer gel. Slowly undressing you and kissing all over your neck. She puts some liquid onto her fingers, you’re thinking it’s lube, then slowly spreads it all over your pussy. Really focusing on your clit making your breath catch in your throat. “Sit down in the chair for me, puppy” as soon as you sit down her magic wraps around your wrist making you unable to move. She kisses your cheek and walks to your shared closet. She leaves you sitting there for about five minutes when you start to feel the throb. “Wanda, why do I feel so hot” she comes out of the closet with a vibrator and dildo. “First you know that’s not my name right now, baby. Second don’t worry your pretty little head. I just put something on your precious pussy to make it feel extra good.” A whimper escapes your through and she goes to lay down on the bed. “Now just watch, my little puppy. Watch how good you make me feel just by keeping your eyes on me.”

I love the idea of gel like that omg... does that like actually exist?

"Be a good girl for me, okay?"

Wanda is walking towards you, a bottle of what looks like lube in her hands. You can't quite make out the words on the bottle, since Wanda insisted on only turning on a single lamp tonight, but immediately forget about it as soon as her lips meet yours.

Her lips feel like a slice of heaven, soft and insistent against yours, and you find yourself leaning into it as you strain against the scarlet wisps holding you to the chair.

With a slight chuckle, Wanda pulls away and watches you try and chase her lips, your own swollen and slightly parted. When your wide, pleading eyes meet hers, she almost feels bad for what she has planned for you. Almost.

"Mommy's had a hard day, sweetheart." She begins, running her hands over your collarbones and down your chest, tweaking your stiff nipples briefly. "I need you to behave for me tonight, alright?"

You try to respond, but your words come out as more of a moan as her lips latch onto your neck. Its overwhelming in the best way, her teeth harsh against your skin as her fingers gently make their way towards your dripping center. You feel her fingers coated with whatever was in the bottle, and she smears it across your entrance, paying special attention to your clit.

Then, as soon as her fingers started, they stopped. You tried to suppress the whine that tore from your throat, wanting to be on your best behavior. Wanda smiled at you, pecking your lips softly before telling you she'd be right back.

"Be a good puppy, mommy's going to get some toys."

You wait. Shifting slightly, you press your lips together as you feel a throbbing ache appear between your legs. You knew you were turned on, you started dripping the second you so much as thought about Wanda, but this was different. This was much more intense, and you felt your body heating up as you tried to roll your hips against the chair, needing to relieve some of the pressure between your thighs.

By the time Wanda reappears, you're panting, straining against her scarlet tendrils restraining you. She takes one look at your pleading eyes, and smiles widely.

"Do you like the gel, puppy?" Her voice is sugary sweet, and you groan as you remember the online order she'd placed a few days ago. You hadn't expected the sensitivity gel to arrive as quickly as it did, and you kick yourself for forgetting the purchase you'd made together.

Wanda sees the realization and resignation in your eyes, and nods slowly as you mutter, "I feel really hot, Wanda. This is really intense."

You watch as she raises a single eyebrow, before turning away and making her way towards the bed. That's when you see the dildo and vibrator she'd brought back with her, and you groan.

"You don't like my treat for you? We ordered it just for you, darling." Wanda strips out of her robe, and you've never wanted to touch someone more. She relaxes against the headboard, turning the vibrator on and bringing it to the glistening heat between her legs. "And that's not my name."

You whimper, suddenly having the urge to run your tongue over every inch of her skin as her hips jerk against the vibrator. "I'm sorry, mommy. Please, let me help?"

She lets out a sort of huff mixed with a moan, her eyes locked on yours as she brings the dildo towards her pussy. "No, puppy. You get to watch mommy and make her feel good, you know how much I love having your eyes on me."

You can only pray that she has mercy on you as you watch her fuck herself, your own arousal dripping onto the chair below you. The ache between your legs only increasing as you watch. You follow her instructions, never looking away or closing your eyes.

She cums for the first time. You watch.

You don't think you could ever tear your eyes away from her. Wanda and her soft hair and smooth skin and beautiful eyes and melodic voice and and and.

You keep watching.

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Thank you so much, I love ur little thoughts in my inbox!!! @forgottenblank

[luckstreetboy]

ok so while i was in the shower i remembered how exactly i got acquainted with the naritaverse

it's a story spanning almost half a decade if you can believe it

OK SO let's snap back to 2016. picture the scene. you got an argentinian child living in another country browsing the internet on his asus laptop. he's on spanish meme page Cuanto Cabrón (a page that most certainly degenerated in the years that followed). he searches anime memes.

he finds one that piques his interest. the meme spoke: "headless horsemen in the west: *image of a headless horseman from a disney movie or something* headless horsemen in japan: *image of a scantily-clad headless horseman monster girl*"

the boy was interested in where the anime girl came from so he searched up, and i quote "anime with headless horseman girl" and he stumbled upon Durarara!!, which did interest him even if it was not what he was looking for.

he mentioned this in the undertale wiki chat he used to frequent, mistakenly writing its name as Dorarara!! and asking if it was any good. he got answers and promptly never watched it

in 2017, he saw videos of his favorite youtuber in which he was using an IKEBUKURO DULLAHANS t-shirt which seemed familiar to him and that's when he remembered about what he saw a year prior. (the boy still looks for the t-shirt in this plane of existence)

fast forward to 2018. now two years older, the boy was starting to get interested in anime again, and he remembered the existence of Durarara!! "fun!" he said. "let's download crunchyroll and watch it there!"

and so, he did. he downloaded the crunchyroll ps4 app and sat through at least half of DRRR!!'s first season (at the very least, until The Numbers scene) bearing with the ungodly amounts of ads crunchyroll had until he could bear no more. there was a couple he remembered as being given special attention in that scene and a posterior episode, but he couldn't quite picture their faces.

two years and the start of a pandemic later, the boy stumbled across one of his favorite fortnite youtubers posting a video on twitter that was the opening of an anime with JoJo's Bizarre Adventure: Golden Wind characters. the teen, a fake JoJo fan, of course decided to watch it inmediately as Golden Wind was his supposed favorite part

he inmediately fell in love. he needed to see the source of this. and he found it. Baccano!. he was certain he'd heard of it sometime, maybe on ProZD's rating waifus videos he thinks now. and so, he hopped onto his Totally Legal Anime Streaming Service of choice and watched the entire 16 episodes in low quality and with fansubs.

he was utterly dizzy in love with it

he researched more and more about the series until he found out that it was connected to Durarara!!, and so decided "hey, it'd be a good time to actually watch it this time."

he reached The Numbers scene. and suddenly, he screamed like Light Yagami did when he recovered his memories in Death Note. so THEY were the couple! he knew them all along!

and well, one day he decided "hey, i should read the novels. i need more of this shit."

and well, the rest is history.

[stardust948]

🌹

“Katara-“

“I’m fine.” She spat.

Hakoda knelt down, purposely making himself smaller than her. His eyes were glassy and full of sorrow.

“I’m not going to hurt you, Snow Blossom.” He said earnestly. Heartbreakingly. “I promise.”

Katara backed up; head spinning and heart pounding. Everyone was staring. The world started to blur.

“I-I need to check on Aang.”

Before Hakoda could respond, she ran downstairs as fast as her legs could carry her while tears spilled out. Katara ducked into Aang’s room and slammed the door close with more force than she meant. Her breathing became shallow as she slid to the ground. The world dipped and tilted violently while the sick scent of burnt flesh filled her nose.

What was wrong with her?! It was Dad not La drown Ozai! She didn’t behave that way with Bato. So why…

Katara flashed back to the dark damp prison cell in Ba Sing Se where Ozai slinked back into her life and waking nightmares. Everything came crashing back after years of repression. And now, she can’t even look her own father in the eyes.

Katara look at Aang’s still unconscious form barely clinging to life. The hope for the world on death’s door, thanks to the Firelord. Even if Katara pulled off the impossible and healed him, how could the young airbender face that monster? Katara buried her head against her knees and cried until she had no more tears.

[yumenikkii]

just another average day in gravity falls

[miraclemaya]

this is problematic of me (joke) but i really enjoy the splashing of french into english speech or writing. just adds a pizzazz

[culbi]

oh hiiii

[adyophene]

Husk's secret weapon

[tazmiilly]

normal guy getting back from his normal guy grocery run

[lovelenivy]

mouse bites™

[hinamie]

oversaturate

[torisprlng]

AGATHA ALL ALONG | 1.01 & 1.02 + TUMBLR REACTIONS

[chloesimaginationthings]

Happy one year anniversary to this FNAF post,,

[egophiliac]

still ruminating over Lost In the Book With Spooky Skeletons Part 1, so here's a selection of some of my favorite little bits! (...some more loosely paraphrased than others) (I just feel like Idia has no room to criticize in general, okay)

anyway, I'm sure we're just going to have a fun time celebrating Halloween and nothing bad is going to happen whatsoever! :)

[linkvcr]

missing old comforts